[Intro:]

Hello?

Hello?

What's up?

Yo, where the fuck are you at?

I'm home, what's up?

Nothing's going on, these bitches said they were gonna come to your house and beat your ass

Are you fucking serious?

I wish I was lying, they said they're 'bout to come with their whole squad right now

This bitch can get these hands if she fuckin' wants to!

[Verse 1:]

You bitches scary, shook

And if I wanted him, better bet you'd get your man took

Read you like a book with all pictures 'cause the picture that you painted screams one thing: motherfucking hater

So what's good, mo, you mad or nah?

Let me know, my nine big cocks can say so if you ready, let me know, though

But you won't, 'cause y'all bitches just ain't bout it

You be spoutin' when my back is turned but when it's face-to-face

You be stu-stu-stutterin'

And when it comes to hands you be fumblin'

And I can rock you, one two, if you want to

Left right, left right, knock it out like fight night

See? This ain't no game to me

And if you down my motors you can try my hands and see

Ladies and gentlemen (royal rumble)

Let's get ready to rumble!

[Chorus:]

What! Royal rumble

Knock your ass out if you talkin' that bull

No, you don't want it, but you need it so come get it

'Cause you know I got the hands if you think you competition [x2]

[Verse 2:]

Nah, I ain't scared of nair, none, nobody

Whip you and your bitch at the same time, orgy

'Cause I'm a freaky bitch

Tell me if you into it

Open up so I can sit

Do you like the taste of it?

Wow, I bet you do

If you had the chance bet you'd eat the whole crew

'Cause you down for the team, yeah, you know what I mean

He go down, he put his face in it

And he strapped to the nines, take a case for it

Yeah, he the real thing, like the diamonds in his chains

Said he like to eat my pussy 'cause it taste like money

Wow

What more could you want from me?

Top dollar coochie while y'all bitches on the bottom dollar

And I don't bother with no salty ass hoes

You can keep the saltines, I got tens on my team

Tonight, we are going to witness professional wrestling

[Chorus:]

What! Royal rumble

Knock your ass out if you talkin' that bull

No, you don't want it, but you need it so come get it

'Cause you know I got the hands if you think you competition [x2]

[Verse 3:]

[?] leverage and your cranium

Open up your ridges, let me see what you're made of

[?] fluffy stuff [?] soft like a teddy bear, teddy bear, build-a-bear the shape of how you wanna

[?] block your creativity

You a social butterfly, but I'm a single bumblebee

Comin' out the box of this, comin' out with [?] of fists

Punchin' in the air

Yeah, I swing but I don't miss

Knocking out the notions that a sweet girl can'ts but they wanna send me back because I'm defective

The fucking negativity like metapod

Yeah, you got a man, can I have him?

I'm tryna catch em all

'Cause the pussy got some powers, got him by the pokeballs